too many to count

I was thinking this morning
I should get a tablet 
and write down
every act of kindness
that is given to me

I forgot about it
of course
there was no tablet
no ballpoint pen
no watch for me 
to know what time it is

but I know
there were kindnesses
hiding in shadows
lurking in faces
spoken in whispers
or no words at all

there were 
too many to count